Unknown Slave
Our destiny is before us, my friend
It is........like the unseen wind that blows through the heights
It is like the icy winter snow
falling down from the sky
It is like the brightest star
shining ever so brightly but only
a pin in the night
Our destiny is to be out there...........among the stars
to court the Moon herself
Like the most fleet of foot
like the most wise of age
the most strong of men
Our destiny is to be one with the
Universe
like the oneness that is between you and I
And even though are earthly form is of servants,
our spirits, one day, will run across the sky
Quick, before the master calls again
meet me outside so that we together
can look up at the sky
and maybe, just maybe
we'll see a sign
© 2009 by Kevin Howell
poem by Kevin Howell
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